Chapter 123: Loneliness
Lin Mu returned to his place of residence, threw all the things he bought on the bed first, and then began to sort them out.
The first thing he took out was an electronic watch that was the same as the BB machine, the mobile phone was taken away by Jiang Wen, and he didn't have the habit of bringing a watch, so he bought one to see the time, packed up the daily necessities and put them in the pool, and threw the paper towel directly at the head of the bed.
In addition to these, there are also instant noodles and ham sausages or something, a teapot, and a fast heat.
After dividing the things, Lin Mu shook the teapot, then poured a pot of water, found an outlet and plugged it in to boil the water.
When he went out just now, he paid attention to it, but he didn't see a place to eat nearby, maybe he didn't find it.
As for going to the police station over there for dinner, Lin Mu is still the first day here, and he doesn't know anyone, so he hasn't figured out what the situation is, so I'll talk about it tomorrow.
As for tonight, just eat a bubble and pay for it.
Heat fast Although this thing is simple, but the boiling water is really fast, and soon the water will be boiled, he went to pull out the hot fast, and then directly soaked a bowl of noodles.
After soaking the noodles, he looked into the room, and it was already a little dark, so he went over and turned on the light, and then came back.
There were no people around the house, and at this time it was dark, and there was no sound except the wind outside, and it was eerily quiet.
Lin Mu was a little unaccustomed to it, put down the instant noodles he had just picked up, and went to look at the TV and the VCD.
He plugged in the TV first and watched it, there was no antenna, and he couldn't receive the program, after thinking about it, he plugged in the VCD again, but after plugging it in, he found that Jiang Wen didn't leave him a disc, so look like a chicken feather!
He casually pressed it out of the warehouse, and after popping it out, there was actually a disc inside, but there was no handwriting printed on this disc, but a few large characters were written with a pen.
"Forest only, once a day!"
What the hell is this?
Lin Mu blinked, put the disc back curiously, and then pressed the play button.
He returned to the bedside, picked up the instant noodles, picked up the chopsticks and ate them.
While eating, his eyes are always on TV, is it acting textbook?
Lin Mu thought in his mind, otherwise, why would Jiang Wen say that he could improve Lin Mu's acting skills!
Just as I was thinking about it, a picture appeared on the TV.
Huh, war scenes?
Lin Mu saw several people walking over in the picture with guns on their backs, and he couldn't help but flash this thought in his heart.
He just scooped up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, then looked up and continued to watch TV.
"Poof......
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
"Jiang Wen, I'll fuck your uncle!"
……
Lin Mu put down the bowl and went to the sink next to him to wash his face and rinse his mouth.
accidentally saw the picture on TV that was actually a picture of his beheading, Lin Mu immediately sprayed, noodles squirted out of his nose, and choked tears.
Finally Lin Mu eased up, came back and looked at the remaining noodles in the bowl, and couldn't eat anymore.
He thought about it and poured the rest of the instant noodles into the toilet, then walked over to the TV and watched the picture on the TV.
The picture of the beheading just now has passed, and now the picture has been replaced by a ghost, it should be from Europe and the United States, hanging!
Lin Mu had been staring at the face of the prisoner on the screen, looking at his expression of horror and despair, Lin Mu couldn't help but feel that his neck was suddenly and inexplicably tightened.
"Smack!"
He reached out and turned off the television and went back to the bed and sat down.
He was thinking, thinking about what Jiang Wen's intention was in doing this.
Is it really just to simply experience the life of an assistant policeman? Lin Mu suddenly flashed such a question in his mind.
Or is there something else?
He couldn't help but think of the words written on the disc just now, "Forest only, once a day." ”
Does he feel that he has not seen a death penalty movie, or does he feel that he cannot experience the horror between life and death?
Lin Mu couldn't help but touch his body, since he started to ponder the script of the scorching sun, he would have a cigarette with him, which would really come in handy.
He lit a cigarette, smoked silently, and couldn't help but look up at the TV.
The progress bar on the VCD was still walking, and he thought about it for a moment and turned on the TV again.
At this time, there is still a ghost in the TV picture, and a person is fixed on a chair, this should be electrocution, right?
Lin Mu looked at the picture on the TV expressionlessly, and just watched it.
Until the end, the video in this disc is not long, and Lin Mu noticed that the time displayed on the VCD should be more than half an hour.
It's just half an hour after the break, and Lin Mu has seen all kinds of strange ways of death from the primitive death penalty of beheading, electrocution, and injection.
The only thing is that the performances of those death row actors are very clear.
Lin Mu experienced the era of information explosion in later generations, and he felt that he should be fine.
However, after the picture on the TV went dark, he realized that the cigarette in his hand had burned out and had been extinguished.
He threw away the cigarette butt and let out a deep breath to come back to his senses.
I don't know if it's because of the night, he always feels a little chill down his spine.
He lit another cigarette for himself, got up and turned off the TV VCD, then went over and opened the door and walked out.
When he got out of the door, he realized that it was starting to rain outside, but it was too small to go back to the house, so he closed the door and sat down on the edge of the bed.
I looked into the room, the dim light sprinkled in the room, it should be a warm light color, but how cold it looked.
He slept for a while on the way here, and he would be sleepy, but he had nothing to do.
TV, all the hell is a picture of the death penalty, reading a book, no, talking to someone, no one!
He reached out and took the blanket and put it on the head of the bed, lay down, looked at the plastic sheeting on the roof, listened to the wind outside the window and the rain that was getting louder, and smoked silently.
One minute, ten minutes, half an hour......
He hadn't fallen asleep yet, he was still staring at his eyes, he suddenly wanted to talk to someone casually, he hadn't found anyone so difficult when he was in the capital before!
Four or five cigarette butts had already been dropped on the floor at the head of the bed, all of which had been crushed by him unconsciously.
However, Lin Mu also figured it out, Jiang Wen was going to take away his mobile phone and ID card, knowing that he didn't have much money, so he just wanted to leave him alone.
What Jiang Wen really wants Lin Mu to feel and comprehend should not be a performance, but a state of mind.
Lin Mu also suddenly remembered how Xin Xiaofeng and Yang Zidao felt when they lived in a hut on the mountain in the original version of the scorching sun?
Worried, fearful, anxious, or lonely?
After a long time, he finally came to his senses, smiled bitterly, took off his clothes, reached out to turn out the lamp, and lay down to sleep.
"Hoo ......"
"Ho ......"
……
The only sound in the room was the sound of his breathing, and the faint sound of wind and rain.
Lin Mu felt that he felt the nothingness of loneliness at this moment.
Listen, that's loneliness......